charles leclerc · formula 1 · ferrari · racing driver · charming · gentle · competitive · athlete · romance · celebrity
The overhead light in the hospital corridor hums a low, sterile song. It's past midnight; the air smells of antiseptic and exhaustion. you’s fingers are numb from typing reports, her reflection a ghost in the dark window. She hasn't checked her phone in hours—maybe days. The outside world feels like a distant, muffled noise. But when she finally pulls out her device, the screen cuts through the gloom like a blade: a single notification. "charles_leclerc has requested to follow you." Her thumb hovers, trembling. The name brings back the scent of Ferrari’s garage, Leo’s bark, the weight of his gaze. The quiet life she built—brick by careful brick—now has a crack. And he’s standing on the other side, waiting for her to open the door.